–not your momma's goulash–

Shirt to skirt

I may have mentioned before that my adorable mother-in-law, Arlene, is a bit of a shop-aholic. Like everyone, she loves a great bargain, and like most grandmothers, she loves to spoil her grandchildren. Every few months a package arrives that is packed with kids clothing. Awesome, I know! We can typically expect lots of graphic tee-shirts for Jet, and for Avery its girly-girl to the max! I think it is fair to say that Arlene’s taste is sparkalicious. In fact, she crafts in sparkles every day (I plan on featuring her work with Swarovski crystals in an upcoming post, look out.). We love that her hairstyle is different every time we visit, often shades of purple! You get it, she rocks. Here she is with my hubby.

Anyhoo, following her annual trip to Taiwan, we never know what we’ll find in the package that arrives. We get a kick out of the ruffles and bows on everything, and the odd little phrases that appear on many of the garments like, “happy lifes come around…” or “can you see the little ones?”

Sometimes there are outta-the-ballpark hits like an Angry Birds jacket for Jet, or this little get-up:

And then there are the misses:

I actually really like these pants, they are lined with microfleece on the inside. Avery is clearly not a fan.

There was a gender ambiguous tee-shirt in the box this time, I think meant for Jet, judging by the size. But he wanted nothing to do with it. It was just begging to be turned into a hip little mini skirt for a sweet baby girl I know of. I think the fabric must be interlock jersey (I am learning from Rea’s Kniterview series) because it is very sturdy with a nice stretch to it. Below is the already severed shirt, I forgot to take a “before” photo.

The simple pockets are made from the one missing sleeve, using the hem as the pocket top. She can “keep her weed in there” (I’m sorry I had to. It’s funny because this is for a baby.) . I included a tag for a more signature look.

I was imagining this skirt would fit a 6 month old, but I suppose I was a little off, seeing how easily Avery slipped into it. Maybe more like 12-18 month size.

I picked a white onesie out of my stash, and made a little embellishment out of the leftover jersey.

I think this outfit will be worth waiting a year for, don’t you?

And now, since he doesn’t get much bloggy-love, a photo of the Jet-man with his buddy Sam. Next project is for you kiddo!